Star Trek: Buying Time (Star Trek: Starfleet Corps of Engineers Book 32)
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An investigation into a chroniton disturbance leads the da Vinci to a time-travelling Ferengi named Lant -- one who is going to the past in order to "speculate" and make a fortune. Now Commander Gomez, Lt. Commander Tev, Lt. Commander Corsi, and Cultural Specialist Abramowitz of the S.C.E. must follow Lant into the past in order to preserve the timelines -- and save the future.
But what they find may be more than they can handle, as one Tellarite male and three human females are not as welcome on the Ferenginar of fifteen years ago as they might think...
more stood intimidatingly close to Lant. “He took both bribes!” Lant squealed. “Can we go home now?” Tev asked. “Actually,” Carol interrupted, “we need to undo Lant’s actions. His manipulation of the markets created wealth that never should have existed. The adverse effect on the Ferengi economy may be severe. I didn’t have enough time to study things to make a determination, but we cannot take any chances.” “You mean we have to go back and lose all of Lant’s money?” “Exactly, Domenica. And
check to make certain your calculations were correct.” “I’m insulted.” “You should be,” she agreed. “If you want to launch a complaint, I’m sure we can find someone from the FCA to help you investigate the situation. Or we could contact the Ferengi ambassador.” “I really don’t think either action is necessary,” he said hastily. Without the node or a stockpile of latinum, Lant reverted to the persona of a poor Ferengi, which was genuinely pitiful. As much as she wanted to care, she just didn’t.
It took the starship eighteen minutes longer than projected to absorb enough chroniton radiation, but there was finally a sufficient quantity to process the antichronitons required to spew forward, creating a clear passage. He was sure the entire crew was looking forward to a smoother passage to the asteroid Tev identified as the cause of the phenomenon. He now had to begin thinking about how to explore this root cause and who to send. When dealing with the Shanial Cabochon, he was on Earth, and
the doors snapped shut. Chapter 3 Gomez had Laura Poynter, the new transporter chief, beam them to a small chamber some ten meters away from where the life-form was located. There remained just enough radiation in the area to making identifying the race impossible. To be careful, Corsi opted to bring a phaser rifle rather than a pistol. Gomez had her tool case and a phaser tucked in a pocket. The air was chilled, the security chief noticed. There were also two different mechanical
to family. Abramowitz completed her look at the equipment and had called up data on that era of Ferengi society, even as the stout Tellarite beamed down. He held a satchel that seemed to be filled with equipment. His black eyes looked around the chamber, taking in the equipment, and he nodded to himself. “Aren’t you a bit out of uniform, Mr. Tev?” Gomez asked. Tev was standing with a bright orange shirt, open at the neck to show tufts of fur, with chocolate brown pants that tucked themselves